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My partner has depression
My partner has depression
Hello everyone,
I am so glad I found this forum, so I can vent a little and hopefully find some insight to my situation. So please, anyone who is a carer and has gone through this or anyone who has depression and could explain to me a little in order to understand my partner, is super welcome.
My partner was diagnosed with depression. He is on medication and the side effects have been awful. He has accute memory loss. He forgets full days! important days! crucial conversations! it is really a nightmare for him and for all who suround him.
But that I can live with. What I can't live with is with the fact that since his depression has worsen, and since he forgets everything, he went back with an old mistress he had. It's like he needs to ease the pain with her and to destroy any meaningful relationship he had, by having meaningless sex. I have talked to him about this a million times, but he forgets. i can truly say he forgets. He forgets he loves me, he forgets he decided to stop seeing her. And I have no access to his psychiatrist. I have told him to talk to her about his memory loss and he forgets!
I know it sounds stupid. Everybody thinks he is lying, that I should leave him. But if you could see how confused he is at times. If you could see how he forgets important things, how he gets lost while driving. It's so sad and heart breaking.
Just to put an example: I took my PhD final exams, he went with me, he spent the whole day with me and the following week he was all anxious asking me if I had studied enough for my big day! He had absolutely forgotten the whole day. The whole day!
And that has happended so many times I lost record.
I don't know what to do. How could I leave him being him like this? so lost in his depression and so blurred by medication??? But how can I stay? This is really tearing me appart. I love him, but I can feel how my love is being destroyed by his runaways with his mistress. I even broke up with him, but the times I saw him again he was in real pain, lost, like a puppy looking for his lost mate. And when I talked to him, he confessed he forgets, he forgets he decided not to see her again, he forgets what we talk. It's like he went back several years and he is living that life that he recalls, but he doesn't always recall the present. I don't know.
I hate medication. I truly, truly hate it. It has destroyed my life. And I hate the fact that the psychiatrist did not do an integral therapy, with the members of his family. People surrounding the person with depression should be included in the whole process. Specially when side effects can be so powerful and limitating.
Oh well. I'm sorry if this doesn't sound too coherent. And thank you for taking the time to read me.
Blessings to all of you and to your loved ones with depression!